I live with a purpose day by day
And strive to do things my own way
Things don’t always go as planned
But I still have ideals so grand
I wrap all my hopes up in strengthening myself
I don’t want to end up stuck on a shelf
I surround myself with people I love
In my heart you’re one of the above
We still have miles to go
I am not afraid to admit so
But when you’re weary from it all,
I’ll be your secret oasis, don’t you dare fall
Please believe that everything will be
Only more beautiful than we imagined it to be
Not as silly and fleeting as what we’ve read and seen
But deep and enduring like how we’ve always been
I took a chance and you replied
I flipped, a switch turned on
I’m a light and everything’s clear I’m a radio and our song is playing “How sweet it is to be loved by you”
Oh hello Where have you been all along?
I’ve tapped a well of hidden desires and words are gushing forth I will go where the flow takes me
Trust in the Universe again Worth the wait for you and me
Because our love makes me want to reach for the stars
If I meet you someday, I would know that it’s you.
My skin would hum and murmur and sing so sweetly,
I’d have no need for warning bells to tell me–I’ve landed a prize.
Trust would come intuitively; blooming naturally
Our eyes speaking for everything words could never convey.
I’d recognize the butterfly in you, and the caterpillar from whence you came
I’d only be proud of the courage it took for you to break through your shell.
And I am sure
The moment you tell me that, I’m not cliche perfect
But you don’t mind because everything about me you find beautiful
Down to the itty bitty capricious details–
That you love the girl and woman and goddess in me.
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They call me tomato
as I feel the flush blooming
Curse this onion skin
A cup of warm Spanish chocolate
thick on the tongue,
velvet smoothing down.
Laughing at my open innocence
Red as a tomato
Crimson as a rose
Can’t help it
I wear my feelings out on skin.
I believe that our desires speak clearly to us in our dreams. It does not matter whether we are asleep or awake, whether we are fully aware of it or not.
The message will come. Maybe in cryptic fragments, maybe in a series like a comic strip or fantasy saga, or maybe it will appear whole, which can be inspiring and intimidating at the same time. But the point is, that our desires become manifest in dreams. And it is up to us whether to leave it as nothing more than a dream and get on with our lives as usual, or something that can take root in reality and create a life of its own–with our help of course.
I dreamt of you more than once already and every time, you always felt like home. I dreamed you into being and you were there when I least expected it. And though I have built a cozy home for myself, softened some edges with time, thought I couldn’t possibly have room for anyone else, you came. You are my moment that felt like Fate.
I know now that I want to keep on building with you if you share the same dreams too. Let’s take this waltz and not look back.
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There is a secret drawer that rattles, restless and fitful
If I open it just a crack, dreams within might simply vanish into thin air.
I can see everything with the inward eye–
how you held me with a longing and gentleness
no one else has done before or since
Warm and steady as I’ll always remember it.
The violent shakings are a nuisance
But that moment is still as vivid and dear to me.
Would that everything fall into place and we are free–
to roam every chamber, every nook and cranny of our dreams.
Where kisses turn into bliss
and whispers weave poetry
We feed on them and have our fill
All the eventide until the sun peaks
And even then I’ll be your Star, your ethereal light
The constant in your chaotic life.
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I am a brilliant Star
Who watches you from afar.
My light will be your guide,
Your hope in darkest nights
Your glimpse of the eternal
And cause for continued fight.
My light is my caress
That soothes your fears away
Every last one of them,
Until only we remain.
Such a love like this is blessed,
Such a love like this is envied;
Tossed about by the Fates,
And put to the test by Forces
Even by ourselves;
We hold on–
You to my light and I
To your words
To be blessed
With love and life
While living my days
A constant celestial being
Ever pure and brilliant
Until the Time comes
When you pluck me from the Heavens
Love as equals.
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